All Chapters of Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

 Camille's POV  Gavriel looked like he had swallowed a bug. He had a blank face on but I saw his right eye twitch. "It's not important," He replied gruffly.   I took a step closer, surprised that I hadn't known a thing about his birthday coming up and the air of nonchalance that surrounded him.   "I didn't know your birthday was coming up,"  Gav shrugged. "It's not important."  "What do you mean it's not important, it's your birthday!" I scoffed, walking towards him then halted when my Dad spoke. I had almost forgotten he was in the room.   "Ah, classic Donovan. He has always been like that Camille. I'll bet his plans include a nice bottle of whiskey and nothing more."  "There's nothing wrong with that," Gav grumbled, tossing my dad a scathing look. "As lo

 Camille's POV  "Gav?"  I hadn't meant to whisper. I was rather exhausted. I doubted I had ever cum so hard. I may have purposely thought about all those naughty things just so he would touch me.  Cheeky? Yeah, I knew that.   Now I sat on his desk, staring at him beneath my lids. He seemed engrossed with his phone.   "I have to take this call," He said gruffly and I nodded.   Gav walked out of the office then and I frowned. What was that about? The call must be private if he had to walk out to receive the call.   Or, my mind quipped, he probably just doesn't want to disturb me with his calls and all. The man could be a brute when he wanted to. But he could also be overbearingly protective. I had learned that much over the past months anyway.   

 Camille's POV  Ah, crap. I should have known he would notice. I could not have him finding out about this.   Not yet at least.   "Gav, you're overreacting-"  "I'd rather I overreact," he growled behind me, his huge presence lurking above me. I should be intimidated. Anyone else would probably be. But I wasn't. I knew he wouldn't hurt me and besides, I could feel the heat radiating off him and it was sexy as hell.   "The last time I didn't overreact, you got kidnapped," He continued.   Ah right, that was why he was doing this. He was worried. I shifted under his hold but he held on tighter.   "Gav?"  "Speak Camille,"  "Can I at least face you when I do? It's not like I'm going to run away," I chuckled.   

 Gavriel's POV  I lapped at her pussy, making her moan and squirm with pleasure. She tasted delicious, every lick driving me wild and causing her to press her slick pussy against my face. My fingers slid into her wetness, two then three, thrusting deep inside her, stretching her, preparing her for me.  She moaned louder, her eyes rolling back as I replaced my fingers with my throbbing cock in one swift movement.  “Oh!” She gasped. “OH FUCK!” Her screams echoed through the room. I savored every moment, watching her throw her head back, jaw slacked in pleasure as I took her roughly, my hips slapping against her wet pussy. "Oh fuck, yes, Gavriel. Fuck me harder, Daddy," she begged, her tone breathy and desperate for more. Her body arched, begging for more as I slammed into her. “Good girl. You'll take it

 Gavriel's POV  The cold night air whipped against my face depicting the anger in my bones. A fucking party. I wanted to punch something. Hard.  What the hell was Camille thinking?! I had been clear on what I wanted. Dinner with her. That was it. So why the hell had she hosted some damned party?  “Gav!” She yelled behind me.  I looked over my shoulder to see her storming towards me. There was a livid look on her face.  Livid? Yeah right, the one person who deserved to be livid was me. She had tricked me!  “What the hell was that?!” She fumed, stopping right before me.  It was unfair that she looked so fucking beautiful. Her red dress clung to every delicious curve. It billowed around her legs and I tried for a minute to imagine she hadn't thrown me some ridiculous par